Injury.
I must let her cause injury.
That way, "Extre Hatred Command" can be initiated.
But there's a problem here—
Once the fight starts, even God says to write my will first.
That ans no entering battle.
In other words—
My odds of winning are like this:
"Without entering battle and without her noticing, let her injure to activate 'Extre Hatred Command.'"
How can I accomplish this?
The Qilin's form flickered, transford into Wu Xiaode, and landed on the main peak.
"She took the elixirs from the ruins, so I'm very hurt, will this work?"
He silently asked in his heart.
Two lines of bronze small text appeared:
"Heaven's information reminds you, this was sothing you willingly gave to the other party, and your spirit wasn't truly hurt."
"Unable to activate 'Extre Hatred' currently."
—No, it won't work.
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master made a promise with and then broke it, hence it was confird as causing injury.
To speak truthfully.
Putting aside the past "boot-licking" life, Fu Caier and I don't share much interaction.
She's a female cultivator who is very protective and wary of herself.
—It's a bit hard to get started.
"So you're here."
A voice rang out.
Song Qingsi walked out from the discussion hall, standing on the steps, smiling as she looked over.
"It's nothing."
She quietly transmitted:
"All evidence shows that Fuyun Sect is unrelated to this incident."
"The Heavenly Origin Sect Master probably fled here and then perished."
"It seems this matter is over." Wu Xiaode transmitted back.
"Yes, soon the sect leaders and elders from various sects will be departing your Fuyun Sect."
"—Would you like to visit our Qingcheng Sword Sect?"
Her face showed a faint blush.
The early spring chill ford a halo of faint light around her, as if a fairy descended to the mortal realm in the mountain breeze.
She stood there on the steps, inviting Wu Xiaode.
The surroundings fell silent.
Suddenly.
Another female voice sounded:
"I've long heard of Fairy Song of Qingcheng Sword Sect's repute. It's an honor to et you; may I seek so guidance?"
Wu Xiaode turned to look.
He saw Fu Caier standing on the steps, hands clasped in a fist salute, bowing to Song Qingsi.
"You?" Song Qingsi shook her head with a laugh, "You're only at Foundation Establishnt Third Layers. I don't want to bully you, so let's not."
Song Qingsi was at the Divinity Transformation Realm, three major realms above Fu Caier; even winning held no significance.
Moreover, losing was absolutely impossible.
Fu Caier smiled and said, "Sister, I've already reached Golden Core Realm."
Wu Xiaode and Song Qingsi looked at her, and only then did they realize she had broken through the Foundation Establishnt Stage unknown to them.
Golden Core Realm.
Still, the gap was too wide.
There's really no need to spar.
Song Qingsi still shook her head, her tone gentle:
"Your ambition is comndable, but you should practice well first. When you reach Divinity Transformation, you can co directly to Qingcheng Sword Sect to find ."
Wu Xiaode gave Fu Caier a cursory glance.
After she made the fist salute, she withdrew her hand into her sleeve and stood with her head lowered, appearing humble yet polite.
—She had the sa deanor when dealing with the Qilin.
Is she activating the Destiny Skill?
Wu Xiaode shifted his gaze to the void and silently called in his heart:
"Heaven's information?"
Lines of bronze small text rapidly appeared:
"The other party is constructing a destiny node."
"The current node is being established and can be summarized as: 'First Test Stuns the World, A Debate Shatters the Tao Heart.'"
"In this historical event, Fuyun Sect's female disciple Fu Caier debated with Qingcheng Sword Sect's new sect leader Song Qingsi. With just a few words, she shattered her Tao Heart, never progressing further in life."
"This battle shook the world and remains a favorite discussion among cultivators."
All small text flashed and disappeared, and new prompt runes appeared:
"Fuyun Sect and Qingcheng Sword Sect have acknowledged your marriage."
"As the saying goes, husband and wife are one; once Fu Caier starts explaining the terrifying ergence-level Taoist Skill, it will imdiately destroy Song Qingsi's Tao Heart, equating to injuring you."
"At that mont, 'Extre Hatred Command' will activate imdiately."
All small text displayed and vanished.
Predictably, Fu Caier then spoke:
"I know, sister, your cultivation level is superb. Why not engage in a debate with , or do you only suppress others with your realm but dare not accept a challenge?"
Song Qingsi's gentle expression faded.
The other party's cultivation was low.
She was being considerate and spoke conciliatory words.
Who would have thought the other party would be so ungrateful, insisting on competing against her?
"Hmph, what do you an by a debate?"
Song Qingsi asked.
Fu Caier's mouth curled up in a smug smile.
The fish has bitten.
"Isn't Sect Leader Song skilled in swordsmanship? Today, let's not use spiritual power; each of us will draw a sword, and we'll decide the winner through pure techniques."
Fu Caier said.
"You? Swordsmanship?" Song Qingsi said in disbelief.
"That's right."
"But I rembered you were a Five Elents Cultivator?"
"But I've learned so swordsmanship while studying the Five Elents Skill."
Song Qingsi nodded silently.
Unexpectedly, the other party wanted to compete with her, the leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, in swordsmanship!
There's no more reckless way to seek death.
What is she really planning?
Forget it.
Since the other side has issued a challenge, can I really retreat?
I represent the entire Qingcheng Sword Sect!
Song Qingsi was about to accept the challenge when a figure blocked her way.
Wu Xiaode!
He sighed, looking at Song Qingsi with a complex expression.
Indeed.
Letting Song Qingsi's Tao heart be destroyed by the opponent, I can use "Extre Hatred Destiny."
But if that happens, Song Qingsi would be finished.
If we are to win—
it shouldn't be won this way.
Nor should it be lost this way.
"Junior Sister."
Wu Xiaode cupped his hands and said, "Today, Song and I are on a date, don't be a nuisance."
"I rely request to spar with Sect Leader Song," Fu Caier said.
"There are a total of 309 sword cultivators in the Fuyun Sect, and each one wants to spar with Song. What about my date with Song?"
Wu Xiaode continued expressionlessly:
"We hardly get to et, yet you choose to interrupt and waste our ti."
Fu Caier seriously replied:
"Senior Brother, you are mistaken. As cultivators, we should seek and strive bravely towards the Tao, not just care about love affairs."
"Hmph."
Wu Xiaode snorted coldly, grabbed Song Qingsi's hand, and said:
"Being single is your own business; don't make it sound so noble."
He tugged Song Qingsi and started to leave.
Song Qingsi initially didn't move.
He then turned back and said, "What? You really want to fight soone several realms lower than you? Aren't you bringing sha to your family's na?"
Song Qingsi blinked and suddenly realized.
Yes.
Fu Caier is only at the Golden Core Realm.
Even without using spiritual power, the gap in reactions and power is still vast.
If I fight her, isn't that just bullying?
With this thought, she let him lead her away towards another direction.
Suddenly, a change occurred—
Countless translucent threads erged from the void, quickly spreading in all directions.
Two lines of bronze small characters appeared:
"The great power of destiny is taking effect."
"The diverted destiny trajectory will soon be corrected."
The small characters stayed suspended in the air.
A burst of hearty laughter suddenly ca from the top of the steps.
Wu Xiaode looked up to see Bai Zongmang and the sect leaders and elders from various factions just coming out of the conference hall.
Perhaps they noticed the commotion just now—
A sect leader smiled warmly and said:
"Among us cultivators, sparring and learning from each other is common. Sect Leader Song instructing the junior sword cultivator likely won't take much ti."
"Indeed," Bai Zongmang chid in, "there is only friendship, no enmity, between us and the Qingcheng Sword Sect. A fight is nothing major."
"Qingsi," the previous sect leader of the Qingcheng Sect smiled, "why don't you spar with the disciple from the Fuyun Sect?"
As they spoke, others around nodded one after another.
Everyone showed expressions of eager anticipation.
—At this mont, no one knew what would happen next.
With the situation as it was, Song Qingsi glanced apologetically at Wu Xiaode and could only reply:
"Then let's have a match."
She grabbed the long sword by her waist and turned to walk towards Fu Caier.
Fu Caier gladly raised her sword.
As a battle destined to be recorded in history was about to begin—
Wu Xiaode suddenly spoke:
"Junior Sister Fu, we have known each other for many years, and our friendship runs deep. Today, Senior Brother asks you for one thing."
"Senior Brother, wait until after the fight," Fu Caier replied.
"No way!"
"Over the years, you have taken 2,751 spirit stones, a total of 126 elixirs, five magic artifacts, two treasure garnts, and three Taoist formulas from —"
"I've treated you so well, yet you still insist on disrupting my romance."
"You are ungrateful."
Murderous intent flickered across Fu Caier's face.
Unfortunately—
Today is the mont for to make a na for myself!
Am I to kill a fellow senior brother who funded my cultivation in front of all the sect leaders?
No way!
—Even if my fate magic is powerful, such an act cannot be corrected!
She hurriedly cupped her fists and said:
"Senior Brother, stop causing trouble, it's just a sparring session with Fairy Song."
"Good!"
"Mr. Song's strength surpasses yours while you are weaker," Wu Xiaode quickly replied: "If you can outmatch in a contest of skills, then I won't stop you."
He leaped and struck towards Fu Caier with a palm.
Fu Caier had no choice but to accept the challenge.
In a competition of skills—
The two do not use spiritual power, but only compare techniques.
Hopefully, this strike will wake up the senior brother completely, and he won't do foolish things like standing in the way of a chariot.
The sword and fist t.
A spray of blood mist spread in mid-air.
"Senior Brother, I'm honored," Fu Caier said indifferently.
Wu Xiaode clutched his hand, looking at the wound on it.
He was injured!
But it was only an injury.
No need to write a will!
Because Fu Caier's intention is to defeat Song Qingsi in front of all the sect leaders, thereby making a na for herself.
So, in this prelude-like contest of skills, she naturally wouldn't give it her all and kill a fellow senior brother!
— "Extre Hatred Destiny" activated!
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